"Oh my god oh my god I'm Andrew oh my god oh my god o-"
Zubin rambled on, pacing as he sweat bullets.
How was he going to explain this, what would he do, how would he act?!
As he sat down, catching his breath, he suddenly heard something.
Z..zubes?
"Andrew?"
is that you zubes?
The voice came like a subconscious. Just like he had a voice in the back of his head, his voice was Andrew.
"Oh my god Andrew where are you?! Are you okay? There's something weird happening and I don't know what to do!" The voice seemed calm, yet worried.
I thought you weren't alive anymore, Zub. What's happening? I'm just surrounded by white..but I can see like it's me..
Zubin panicked more.
"So you don't know? How am I gonna explain this, how am I going to do thi-"
Knock knock.